Cannon fodder and female supporting role, a match made in heaven

Lu Yan looked at the bowl of steaming hot soup, then he stood up and walked over.

He stared at it for a while. In the mist, he remembered the scar on Changning's arm, and also remembered that before the marriage, the emperor specially called him to the bedroom.

The emperor's majestic gaze was also filled with a fatherly light.

He told a lot of stories about Huimin's childhood. His children were all afraid of him, but Huimin was the only one who was close to him, just like an ordinary father and daughter.

Finally, he said, "Awu is a good child. She doesn't want to force marriage. So, Lu Yan, I hope you can treat her well. If she asks you whether you love her, even if you remain silent, don't deny it."

He also said: "A Wu is very willing to marry you."

Do you like him, so you're playing tricks on him?

I couldn't drink the soup after all.

Lu Yan called the maid in and ordered, "Pour out this bowl of soup."

The maid brought the soup out with her head lowered, and when the door was closed, she looked down.

I thought to myself: There are all good things in there.

She looked around for her little sisters.

The two found a more private place and sat down to talk.

"Prince said he wanted to throw away this soup, and I thought it would be a shame to do so, so I brought it here to share with you."

Another maid took a look and was a little surprised: "The soup looked fine, why did the prince let you pour it?"

The maid spread her hands and said, "I don't know. The princess sent this soup over. Maybe she doesn't like it."

"The prince probably doesn't like the princess, otherwise why hasn't he consummated the marriage yet?"

The two were chatting about gossip in the mansion and were completely unaware of the two figures hiding in the darkness.

After they finished their soup and left, the two figures walked out.

Xiao Tao was so angry: "I'm going to tear their mouths apart."

The princess and she were originally going out to look for Tuanrong, but who would have expected to hear such remarks.

Huimin held her back and said, "They didn't do anything wrong."

She felt as if a thousand pounds weighed down her heart, pressing her to the point where she could hardly breathe.

Xiao Tao stamped her feet and said, "What a shameless prince consort! Princess, your hands were burned and blistered from making this bowl of soup, and he wasted your kindness like this."

Huimin looked at her scalded fingertips and felt ridiculous for the first time.

She said sullenly, "Xiao Tao, it's getting late, let's go back."

Xiaotao put Huimin to bed. After thinking about it for a long time, she was still a little annoyed. She picked up a lamp and walked out.

Lu Yan finished reading the book and saw that it was getting late, so he pinched the back of his neck and walked out. When he opened the door, he saw the palace maid beside Huimin standing not far from the door.

It was getting late and the dew was heavy. Xiao Tao's clothes and shoes were soaked with dark water marks. She didn't know how long she had been standing here.

Before he could even open his mouth to ask, Xiao Tao came over angrily and scolded him, "Prince consort, you've really gone too far. My princess, a golden branch and jade leaf, made soup for you personally because she didn't use it for dinner. Not only did you not appreciate her kindness, but you also had it thrown away. How could you be so cruel?"

Xiao Tao has always been straightforward and says whatever she wants to say. All the high and low status are not as great as the grievances suffered by her own princess.

Lu Yan was stunned, his Adam's apple rolling with difficulty: "You said that bowl of soup was made by the princess herself?"

Xiao Tao rolled her eyes in annoyance: "Of course, the princess even got a few blisters on her hands."

Lu Yan pushed open the door and saw calming incense burning in the room. This was the room he used to live in. After getting married, he never set foot here again.

He stopped and looked around carefully. There were many things belonging to his daughter here.

Lu Yan walked to the couch and looked down at the person lying quietly on the bed. She was sleeping soundly.

His eyes moved downwards and fell on the smooth, white arms exposed.

Taking out the burn medicine from his arms, Lu Yan half-knelt down and applied the medicine to Huimin.

His movements were gentle and careful, and he seemed to be competing with someone as he applied the paint over and over again with great concentration.

When he wanted to look again to see if there was anything he had missed, the slender fingers suddenly withdrew from his palm. There was a rustling sound on the bed, and he looked up following the sound.

Huimin half-raised her body, feeling a little uncomfortable, and whispered, "It hurts a little."

Lu Yan looked straight into her eyes and said seriously, "I'm sorry."

Huimin lowered her eyes, avoiding his gaze: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt that much."

Lu Yan said: "I'm sorry, I meant that someone spilled the soup you made."

Huimin couldn't help but raise her head, and the atmosphere became a little depressing when their eyes met.

Huimin smiled calmly and said, "That's okay. I just want to ask you something."

Lu Yan said, "Princess, please ask."

Huimin's eyes were as calm as water: "Do you like me?"

Lu Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his fingers clenched the medicine bottle.

He said softly, "Princess, I can't answer this question for you right now. I'll tell you after a while, okay?"

Huimin's eyes lit up and she nodded obediently: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Lu Yan smiled and said, "Then Princess, please go to bed early."

The moment he stood up, Huimin grabbed his sleeve.

"I really didn't push the emperor sister on purpose at the lotus viewing banquet that day."

Huimin didn't know why she had to explain, but she just felt that Lu Yan's unhappiness might be related to this matter.

"I was originally going to find Pei Yan." She raised her eyes and looked at him seriously, "I wanted to ask him what he thought about my marriage with him. But I don't know why, I suddenly felt a little unsteady, and I wanted to find something to support myself, but my sister happened to be behind me at that time."

Lu Yan's face was solemn. If what Huimin said was true, then Changning was lying.

But how could she be like this?

"I understand." Lu Yan nodded, "Princess, don't think too much. Go and have a rest."

The next day, Shen Zhaozhao had just returned, and before he could figure out the situation, Xiaotao pointed at his nose and scolded him.

Shen Zhaozhao wiped the saliva off his face with his claws, shook his body, and then calmed down to think about Xiaotao's words.

So, because she sneaked out yesterday, Huimin went to find her and found out that Lu Yan threw away the soup she made, and the misunderstanding between them deepened?

But shouldn't the cause of the incident be that Lu Yan failed to live up to Huimin's soup? Even if he didn't look for her, the soup still went into the maid's stomach without their knowledge.

After being scolded so much, Xiao Tao calmed down a little, but she still complained from time to time.

Even though Shen Zhaozhao didn't think he had done anything wrong at first, he began to reflect on himself.

She couldn't figure it out, so she went to find Chu Yu.

"Do you think the real Tuanrong escaped last night? Will our independent behavior affect them?"

Chu Yu did not stop his movements and said casually: "Quanxiangxiang is an illusion created based on the user's past. All of this has already happened."

He glanced at the distressed kitten on the table and smiled playfully.

"Perhaps the only difference between now and what Lu Yan experienced in the past is that his guards have never liked a cat."

Shen Zhaozhao tilted his head slightly, thinking, who is so perverted to like a cat and even hold it in his arms to sleep every day.

Fortunately she is a cat, otherwise she wouldn't sleep with him.

Shen Zhaozhao saw Chu Yu writing and drawing on paper and looked over curiously: "What are you drawing?"

It looked like a formation, but she had never seen one before.

Chu Yu pointed at a certain place, like a child who couldn't solve the problem, and looked quite helpless.

"I can't quite remember the specific method of breaking the formation created by Quanxiangxiang. I'm still wondering if there's something wrong here."

If Lu Yan cannot be awakened this time, the illusion will continue over and over again after they leave.

If the illusion is not broken, Lu Yan may never wake up again.

To use this formation, one needs the right timing and Lu Yan's cooperation.

And that time is almost here.

Shen Zhaozhao asked: "How do you know that it is the fragrance of the osmanthus tree? And how do you know the formation to break the illusion?"

Chu Yu thought of the ashes he found in the incense burner that day: "Because, the osmanthus incense is originally something of the demon clan."

The complex formation appeared on the paper, and Shen Zhaozhao felt like she had discovered a new world. She looked at it carefully and felt as if she had seen it somewhere before.

A light bulb went off in her head. She had seen it in a book, in the miscellaneous books she had collected from everywhere.

Shen Zhaozhao tried hard to recall in his mind how to draw this formation, and looked closely at the details that Chu Yu had just pointed out.

“Here, it seems to be painted like this.”

She used her claws to draw each stroke, but it was not as good as a pen and was a bit rough.

Shen Zhaozhao was afraid that Chu Yu didn't understand, so she planned to draw it again, but Chu Yu had already picked up his brush and started drawing, and his drawing was exactly the same as what she had just drawn.

After Chu Yu finished the painting, he suddenly became enlightened and immediately smiled, praising: "Thanks to our Senior Sister Zhao Zhao, otherwise we would have failed."

Shen Zhaozhao was flattered by the compliment, and instantly straightened her back a little: "Of course."

She stayed with Chu Yu for another half a day, and fearing that Huimin would come looking for her again, she walked back with a proud step, and took away two dried fish.

Shen Zhaozhao walked into the yard and saw the scene in front of him. He almost dropped his jaw in shock and his waist stopped twisting.

Xiao Tao scolded her and said that because of her, the princess and Lu Yan had a rift. So, was the story about a person sitting shyly on a chair in the courtyard while another was painting?

There's no sign of any rift between them at all.

Well, she deserved to be spit on.

If I had known this, I wouldn’t have been caught by Xiaotao.